Douluo: Peerless Blood Angel

Chapter 72 The Moth to the Flame

Have you ever seen a moth?Flaming moths.

The figure lingering and spinning at the light source, with some kind of mysterious ritual-like behavior, whirled and flew, and finally crashed into the scorching light.If there are items like lampshades, they will continue this behavior, tumbling and spinning tirelessly, and then the yellow body seems to merge with the light until the light source disappears.

They walk in fire and follow light.

This is where self-seeking comes from, and where does perseverance come from.

Just like Wang Dong at this time, he rushed forward again and again, was bounced away again and again, but still raised the hammer in his hand again and again, and walked to the statue again and again.

She was right, she wanted to do that.

The statue is naturally not just a statue, it is a statue that has been erected for nearly ten thousand years.

It has one hand behind its back, and the other half clenched into a fist in front of its chest, with a reserved and wise smile on its face.

It also seems to be mocking Wang Dong's overreaching—is the statue so easy to dismantle? !

At any rate, it is a statue that has been erected for nearly ten thousand years, and it is still made of metal. It has withstood nearly ten thousand years of ups and downs and is still standing here vividly. It naturally has a certain defense mechanism.

Not to mention that beliefs on this land are real and can truly be turned into power—whether it is a good reputation or a bad reputation, a pig was placed at the door of Shrek, and it was watched by Shrek students coming and going for 1 years , should also be a bit magical.

This defense and miraculous power may not be very strong, and it may not be able to resist a real attack, but it is more than enough to defend and even counter a great soul master.

It's a statue, and it's not just a statue, and it's not that easy to tear down.

Wang Dong's behavior had been going on for quite a while, but no one stopped him, and no one stepped forward to help. Everyone just watched—such a big move naturally attracted many, many people, students, teachers, Shi The residents of Lake City, and the audience who followed Wang Dong.

They just watched, some sneered, some sympathized, some praised...

But no one moved, watching a boy being bounced away again and again, standing up again and again, and charging again and again;
Just look, look at the statue, look at the sky, the cloudless sky, the distant horizon.

It is still the heart, the heart of reverence.

Wang Dong didn't care about the crowd of onlookers, nor did he care, just as Qian Jie said - courage is a very rare quality, not everyone has it, and not everyone dares to have it.

She just wants to do what she wants to do.

Until her soul power was almost exhausted and her whole body was injured, it took her longer and longer time to get up.

The statue still stood there indifferently, still smiling with a smile that could not tell whether it was reserved or mocking.

"As expected, I can't do anything." Being bounced to the ground again, Wang Dong tried to stand up again, but couldn't bear the fatigue and weakness of his body, and finally sat down on the ground again.

She said so, but there was not much disappointment in her expression.

The statue is not so easy to dismantle, she already knew it, Qian Jie had already reminded her.

It doesn't matter, once it doesn't work, there will always be a next time, sooner or later it will be dismantled - this is also the reason why those Shrek teachers who can easily restrain her with soul power do not do it, if they can restrain her once, they can restrain her forever ?

Who dares?
They could see the determination in the girl's, or the boy's eyes.

Wang Dong looked around, there were really many, many people, none of them dared to step forward, even if the sky was still cloudless, even if a domineering man holding a hammer didn't suddenly fly out of the sky, even if no one in Shrek said anything, they still Don't dare to go forward.

These are irrelevant, and Wang Dong didn't want to find them either.

But she was disappointed in the end, she didn't see the people she wanted to see.

She finally looked up at the sky again, it was blue, without white clouds, and without that touch of silver.

"Is it really just because you fancy my identity?" There was finally a hint of disappointment and frustration in the powder blue eyes, "Is it just to use after all?"

She can't understand many things, because she only has so many years of memory, because she grew up being held in the palm of her hand, and the memory of being held in the palm of everyone's hand for so many years makes her unable to accurately judge everything she sees .

But it doesn't matter, she has friends and people she can ask, such as pine nuts and the like.

She also has instincts.

Her intuition told her that dismantling the statue was not an easy task, and it wasn't like what Qianjie said, that if she did it, she could really be a hero;
Songzi told her that things are not that simple, it is best not to do it, the price of believing in a person is very huge - especially after she has the status of Haotianzong.

But she did it anyway, not just because of the roommate who dared to point out mistakes when she entered school, resisted the head teacher, and beat her twice, not because of a few words in the corridor of the dormitory that night.

Because that's really wrong, because that statue really isn't some kind of master.

This is the only thing she can judge accurately. It took nearly a month to ask all the people she could see, and read a lot of soul master theoretical books that she didn't want to read before.

If you make a mistake, you have to correct it, it's as simple as that.

So she did it, and she didn't do it for anyone, nor because of anyone;

So she doesn't care about the audience around her;

So it doesn't matter, it doesn't matter whether the silver is there or not, whether it is used or not.

Her name is Wang Dong.

She closed her eyes, sat cross-legged in meditation, and began to gather her soul power.

After all, it was going to be demolished, but it was inevitable that I felt wronged, so wronged that I started to cry.

"It turns out that everyone is blind and doesn't care about right or wrong, even though he is essentially a person who doesn't care about right and wrong."

Only she cares, because this is the only judgment she can make based on her limited memory.

"It seems to have been abandoned again."

Like her parents who are said to love her very much but can't even remember their images, it seems that only others say it, but no one cares about her feelings.

Those people in Haotianzong would only say that her parents love her very much, but she has never seen the love of her parents;
That roommate only said that you can do it, you have to care about right and wrong, but she didn't see him caring about right and wrong.

Even if you look at it...

"A man bleeds but doesn't shed tears. Who will you show the cat's urine?" The same voice and words as that night.

She seemed to be hallucinating.

The next moment, she trembled the same as that night, because the same hand was approaching.

"I'm a woman!" Wang Dong who was sitting on the ground opened his eyes, "You are blind!"

Wang Dong chose to curse back in the same way, but smiled, like a sunny day after rain, with raindrops still on his face.

"I can't tell." There was no slashing fist, no response from the boys' dormitory, only scrutinizing eyes.

Only the warm soul power transmitted from the hand.

There are more, the surrounding suddenly seems to be full of fine details, and the umbrella that suddenly appears above the head...

And most importantly, the familiar smile, the smile with blood on the corner of the mouth.

It turned out that it wasn't that he didn't come, but he was probably beaten up on the way.

(End of this chapter)